There's a map of the worldOn the wall in your roomGreen pins where ya wanna to goWhite pins where ya beenThere isn't even ten,You're already feeling oldPretty face stair backFrom a magazine stackThat you read whenYou're feeling boredLook through a telescope lensIt doesn't make senseYou think you've been there before

Some far off feelingsSome up close kind of acheWhite screen reason toLook the other way

There's a place by the lakeThat you go when it's lateIt was summer and the crowds were goneAnd you sit all alone withWith your thoughts, gettin' stonedJust waitin' for some peace to come

Like the thing that'chaTried that you thought you likedFor a minute then it all felt wrongSo your changin' againAll your clothes, all your friendsJust the same as it ever was

That far off feelingThat up close kind of acheSome white screen reason toLook the other way

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IahhLa dum

La dumLa dumLa dum

It's a road that you've pavedOver Indian graves andYou wonder why your dreams are crazedSo you cling to your wife,Your kids, and you lifeThere's nothin' that you're gonna savePut the razor to your face,Hot water for a shaveKill the shadow of yesterdayClean shirt, clean pants,Clean sleet second chanceYou're goin' by another name

Some far off feelingSome up close kind of acheThat instant karmaThat always comes too late